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Under the soft glow of a setting sun, the memories of us felt alive again. I remember the way you’d laugh, the way your eyes sparkled when we shared those quiet moments under the stars, dreaming of a future I thought we still had time to build. But maybe I took too long. Maybe I thought love would wait forever, that you would wait forever.
Today, I sit by the window, watching the world outside, thinking of the woman who once filled my life with joy. Today is your birthday—a day I never missed, a day I always cherished because it reminded me of the gift you were to this world and, more selfishly, to me.
Six years we spent together, and in every moment, you were my heart, my home. From our lazy Sunday mornings to our spontaneous road trips along the coast, everything about you felt like an adventure I never wanted to end. I thought we had more time, that my fears, my hesitations wouldn’t matter as much as the love we shared. But I was wrong.
You left, not because the love wasn’t there, but because I wasn’t ready to take that next step. I see that now. I see the pain I caused, how my uncertainty pushed you away, and how I lost the one person I could never imagine living without.
I often replay our memories—the walks on the beach, the sunsets we watched hand in hand. I remember the way the ocean waves would crash against the shore, as if they mirrored the rhythm of my heartbeat whenever you were near. You made me feel alive, whole, like nothing else in the world mattered as long as you were by my side.
I still cherish those moments, not just as memories, but as pieces of a love I’m not sure I’ll ever find again. And on your birthday, I can’t help but wish we could create new memories, that maybe somewhere in your heart, you still feel the pull of what we once were.
I know it’s been some time since we last spoke, and maybe you’ve moved on. Maybe there’s someone else holding your hand, someone who didn’t hesitate to give you what I couldn’t. If that’s the case, I can only wish you the happiness you deserve, because even if we’re apart, your happiness still matters to me more than anything.
But if there’s even the slightest chance that you still think of me, even for a moment, I want you to know that I’m ready. Ready to give us what we both wanted, what I should have given you a long time ago. I see now that love isn’t about waiting for the perfect moment; it’s about making the moment perfect because you’re with the right person. And you, my love, have always been the right person for me.
As you celebrate your birthday today, I hope you feel loved, cherished, and celebrated for the incredible woman you are. And even though I’m not by your side this time, my heart will always beat for you, just as it did when we first met.
Happy birthday, my love. I’ll always wish for your happiness, but deep down, I’ll always wish for one more chance to be the man you need. I miss you. I love you. And I hope, in some corner of your heart, you miss me too.
Forever yours,
The one who still believes in us.
